"If I didn't like you, then why would I try to get you away from this environment?" She said, pointing to the bar. "Now, can you stop worrying about who likes you or who doesn't and tell me what is bothering you?" She sighed. There was no need for frustration.
"Look, if it helps, I'm in public again. And I've been allowed to teach. Don't you think if I were a criminal, I'd be in hiding somewhere? The Headmaster certainly wouldn't hire a working Death Eater." Sky paused for a second. "Believe what you want to." She turned, starting to walk in the opposite direction. Oddly enough, after that, she was craving something. Sky poked her stomach, which wasn't really visable beneath the thick coat, and whispered something.
"You're not getting ice cream at this hour." But she knew she would give in later.